Chapter 358: Upper Sword Pavilion
"The major evil sects have started a war in the world of cultivation. Seven cities of cultivators, including Tianyun City, have fallen..."
"A powerful evil sect has appeared in Tianyun City. It is said to be the Valley of Evil. The Eighth Elder has already led his disciples to suppress it..."
"This group of evil and crooked people still refuse to give up and try to disrupt the cultivation structure of Daohai World. How arrogant..."
"This time we must solve the problem once and for all, and never have any more troubles!"
The head of Jian Ge and the elders were discussing matters in the main hall. No one knew why these evil sects had the courage to cause trouble, but since the turmoil had already occurred, people had to be sent to suppress it.
The three major sects have a high reputation in the Daohai world and can contact other major sects to form an alliance. They are confident that they can suppress the unrest in the shortest possible time and restore the cultivation situation in the Daohai world to normal.
Right at this moment.
A strong pressure suddenly came from outside, overwhelming everyone's mind, shocking the head sect leader and elders, who were stunned for a moment.
"There are enemies!"
The head of the sect frowned, and he quickly led everyone out of the hall. Standing on Jiange Mountain and looking down, he saw a man in black clothes, walking and climbing the stairs.
This strong pressure came from this person.
The Sword Pavilion disciples around him had already flown their swords to protect him, looking at the man in black vigilantly.
"Who is your Excellency?"
A clear and alert voice of questioning came from a distance. The head of the sect and the elders had already grasped the immortal swords in their hands, with immortal swords floating around their bodies. They were looking vigilantly at the man in black who was obviously not a good person.
"I've long heard that the Sword Pavilion is powerful and has the protection of immortals."
Xu Xiaofan chuckled. Although his voice was light, it easily spread throughout the entire mountain with the blessing of divine power: "Not long ago, I accidentally got a book on the secret techniques of the Sword Pavilion. After reading it, I was deeply impressed. I wanted to discuss and verify the sword-controlling techniques with the immortals of your sect."
"The ancestors of my sect do not like to fight with others. Please go back, sir."
The headmaster did not dare to be arrogant and spoke in a deep voice.
"That's not up to you."
Xu Xiaofan raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
“Pah.”
After the snap of his fingers, another man walked out from behind Xu Xiaofan . He looked exactly the same as Xu Xiaofan. This was his immortal clone.
With the full help of Xu Xiaofan's original body, the strength of his immortal clone has advanced by leaps and bounds to the Mahayana stage, and he is only one step away from becoming an immortal.
When the headmaster and others saw this scene, they couldn't help but be shocked: "An incarnation outside the body!"
This mysterious visitor actually possessed magical powers that were said to be only possessed by the immortal world. He was obviously a giant in the immortal way, but no one knew why he came to Jiange to cause trouble.
“Swish.”
The immortal clone waved his hand, and the magic sword in the hand of a nearby disciple flew out of his palm uncontrollably and into the hands of the immortal clone.
"Since your immortal is unwilling to come out, I will kill him and force him to show up."
The immortal clone laughed out loud, and displayed the exquisite sword-controlling technique of Jiange. The long sword in his hand turned into three, and then into infinity, turning into a sharp sword rain, flying towards death.
“Puff!”
Countless inner disciples of the Sword Pavilion were unable to react in time and died on the spot, with blood splattering everywhere.
In the past, Jiange, which was full of auspiciousness and spirituality like a fairyland, the air has been unknowingly stained with a misty and bloody smell.
"Go and ring the big bell!"
The head of the sect spoke in a deep voice , holding a long sword, and floated down with the elders, shouting angrily: "Disciples of the Sword Pavilion, follow me to form a formation to resist the enemy!"
“Boom!”
The diagram of the Jiange's mountain protection formation floated out from the bottom to the top, transforming into an infinite sword energy killing formation that attacked the immortal clone. The formation was already filled with hidden Jiange disciples, with sharp sword energy, ready to strike at any opportunity.
The purpose of Xu Xiaofan's coming here was, firstly, to use the Sword Pavilion to hone his cultivation clone in order to seek a chance to break through and become an immortal. Secondly, it was to settle the revenge for the sword that the Sword Pavilion Immortal had struck. By the way, he also wanted to help the players deal with the top sects in this expansion pack world and relieve the pressure on the players.
The War of Gods is imminent, and Xu Xiaofan no longer has the time to patiently wait for the players to slowly grow and develop the world. He has to take action himself to accelerate the acquisition of his own life energy to ensure victory in the War of Gods.
"To use swordsmanship to break the Dao is a bit narrow. I have several other methods. I hope you can teach me."
The immortal clone laughed loudly, controlling the sword with his left hand and holding the immortal spell with his right hand, he moved freely in the mountain protection formation, fighting with the head of the Sword Pavilion and the elders, seeking greater pressure to break through the shackles of his own realm.
The magic arts of the immortal clones come from the world of Daohai, but what supports the use of the magic arts is not spiritual energy, but life energy.
Therefore, even if the mountain protection formation blocked the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it could not affect Xiuxian's counterattack. On the contrary, the sudden increase in pressure made him more courageous as the battle went on.
"The Sword Pavilion's Sword Controlling Technique! The Immortal Transformation Technique of the Piao Miao Sect! The Magic Diagram of the Bai Yun Sect! And... the Soul-Gathering Technique!"
"How many exquisite magic techniques from the top sects did this guy secretly learn?"
The elders of Jian Ge were shocked while fighting. Among the many elders, there were also masters in the Mahayana stage. They felt bitter in their hearts when they fought with the immortal clone.
We are all in the Mahayana stage. How can you beat several people alone in our mountain protection formation? This is too abnormal.
"All things confirm my way. I am different from you."
The Immortal Cultivator's clone laughed: "Don't hold back, I only learn the art of killing people, it's very dangerous."
"wrong!"
The head of the sect was startled and suddenly shouted: "There is another person! Where did he go?"
The mountain protection formation clearly trapped two men in black, so how come only one of them was inside? Where did the other one go?
at the same time.
Xu Xiaofan tore open the dimensional channel and took the next step in front of the Sword Pavilion Hall. Two disciples were still whispering to each other near the hall, looking at the mountain protection formation at the foot of the mountain, where there were shouts of killing.
The two disciples did not notice that there was an extra person behind them and were discussing something.
"Brother Mao, what's the plot here? Why are there still experts here to cause trouble?"
"Maybe Jian Ge had some enemies in the past. That man in black is so strong. He fought against the head and the elders in the mountain protection formation alone, and he is still alive."
"Brother Mao, when do you think we can become that strong?"
"Da Li, stop dreaming and quickly tell Brother Cong the news. If this man in black is strong enough and kills the headmaster and the elders, we can directly capture the Jiange headquarters."
"But didn't the man in black say that there is a sword immortal in our sect ?"
"What's wrong with the Sword Immortal? He's just a bigger BOSS. We have so many players in the Evil Valley that they can easily kill the Sword Immortal."
These two people were Tom Cat and Wang Dali. Neither of them recognized Xu Xiaofan as the God of Death NPC in the Kingdom of God. This was because Xu Xiaofan used divine magic to modify his appearance, so the players naturally could not recognize him.
Xu Xiaofan smiled and did not disturb the two guys. He walked into the hall quietly, following the powerful and mysterious aura he was looking for, and came to the Enlightenment Pavilion at the back of the hall.
When the curtain of the Enlightenment Pavilion was lifted, what came into view was a small room. On both sides of the room were swords of varying lengths. In the middle of the room was a cushion, on which sat a white-haired old man, sitting cross-legged.
The old man looked ordinary, without any terrifying aura, nor any trace of immortal spirit.
He was concentrating on warming the tea, and a long sword was placed beside the old man.
The moment Xu Xiaofan walked into the room, the long sword beside the old man suddenly vibrated slightly and began to chant, as if giving a warning.
"Don't blame me, my friend. Yu Ling has never seen such a strong enemy before, so it's inevitable that he is a little panicked."
The old man suddenly raised his head, turned around, pointed at the small table in front of him, and smiled at Xu Xiaofan: "My friend, let's drink together?"
"No."
Xu Xiaofan bowed his hand and said, "Let's make this quick and decisive. I don't have that much time to waste with you."
"We can turn enemies into friends."
The old man said tactfully: "I don't want to fight with you. If there is anything wrong with Jiange, I am willing to make amends on your behalf."
"You cut my plane channel."
Xu Xiaofan looked at the old man and said, "Compensate me with a kingdom of God, and I will let Jiange go."
"A Shinto man?"
The old man frowned, and his gentle attitude suddenly changed: "Are you the enemy from outside the domain?"
"uh-huh."
Xu Xiaofan spread his hands, his attitude was self-evident.
"It seems that this war is inevitable."
The old man stood up and raised the long sword at his side. At this moment, the aura of the sword immortal returned to his old body, and his old eyes were like sharp swords, piercing towards Xu Xiaofan.
